Avalana’s POV
He shook his head. “You have had enough violence in a day.”
I frowned. “I don’t care. It relates to me, I am coming and I wasn’t asking, I was telling you I am coming too.”
He stared at me for few more moments and tutted. “I have created a monster.”
I rolled my eyes. “Should have thought of that before I got involved.”
He smiled devilishly. “I like the monster I created.”
I rolled my eyes. “let’s go.”
We both left the terrace, my sadness long forgotten. I walked behind Vincenzo as we made our way to the dungeon. The men guarding the entrance nodded at him and opened the door.
Descending down the dark stairs we entered the old smelly dungeon. The familiar stench of blood hit my nose; it didn’t seem so strong earlier, maybe that was because I was high on anger.
“Don.”
